Grandprix

Catch me high in the sky
Never come down bitch I'm high through the night
Ay, fly like a kite and this lil bitch she be riding like bike
Hit a lil nigga, knock his lights out like Mike
Don't need no bitch keep them hoes on the side
These niggas be baked, something just like a pie
Have my woah fry him up like some rice
She calling my phone but I told her goodbye
I don't want love, I told her my heart was cold
Just like the ice, she wanted to fuck so I'm laying the pipe
I'm not a plumber, he got no money? Oh well that's a bummer
And I swear I'm finna T up this summer
Finna fuck this bitch, then go get her number
I'm catching these plays just like I was running
She chomping on wood just like she a lumber
No jack, me and gang counting them racks
He's not really hard these niggas be cap
Been a Marine you need to go check them stats
Niggas be sweet call them Little Debbie Snacks
Bitches be asking how I kill the track, I just tell them lil hoes sit back
You wasn't with me when I was down on my last
Like my name Jimmy told that bitch "Have a blast!"
And this bitch trippy, I hope she don't crash
All of these demons they up on my back
She say that she love me, she up in my past
Ain't really cared cause they always come back around
Up in the city I'm turnt now, all of your niggas get burnt down
Getting the chicken, no kung-pow
She sucking me up cause I'm up now
Ice on the diamonds they bust downs
I'm running it up with the touchdowns
I got all this money you can't tell me nothing, I don't really give no fucks now
I'm getting this money, I'm getting this bread
I'm fucking ya thot and she giving me head
Go to the top, I'm up on the ledge
You broke and you soft? You need to be dead
She want my attention but I left her on read
Like he a pencil, we fill him with lead
Locking it up, like it was dreads
Will not give up until I'm getting fed
Said I won't stop until I'm getting
Said I won't stop until I'm getting

Get the bands with the gang like Lonnie
Bad bitch pussy wet just like Dasani
Do the dash if the boys get behind me
Counting these racks, I'm somewhere you not finding
All of these diamonds they shine they blinding
All of y'all capping but I swear I'm not lying
She said that she love me, but I left her crying
Niggas be acting like hoes they be spying
Up in the party you know that I'm wilding
All of these bitches they love my styling
She said I'm a king, just like I'm a Lion
I love Benihanas you be Jumbolyin
You be at yo mamas you not really grinding
These niggas got chops, you know we not fighting
If he think he tough strike him down with the lighting
If he think he tough strike him down with the lighting



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Writer(s): Justin Moore
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